Summer time at our Medicinal Herb Garden is a marvelous thing!
Sleep, Aaaah…beautiful sleep. Do you get enough? If not, this could spell trouble for you!
Ayurveda considers sleep to be one of the “Three Pillars of Life,” along with proper digestion and appropriate sexual activity. What this means is that proper and sufficient sleep is essential for optimal health and without it, body and mind can suffer.
Interestingly, the two herbs pictured here, both of which have special actions on the female reproductive system, love to hang out together in our medicinal herb garden.
The beautiful heart-shaped leaves belong to wild yam, and the plant that has white flowers and leaves with a coarsely toothed margin is black cohosh.
Ayurveda is a Sanskrit term. Sanskrit is the language of Ayurveda and it is the oldest written language on the planet. The term Ayurveda comes from the roots “Ayus” and “Veda.” Ayus may be translated as life and veda as knowledge. Hence, Ayurveda is the knowledge of life.
Each July at CCA, we offer several workshops, providing opportunities for students to deeply learn the hands-on treatments of Ayurveda.
In this Pinda Svedana workshop, students learn the ancient pinda svedana (and patra pindra svedana) treatments, in which boluses (pouches), made of cotton, are filled with rice and/or herbs and soaked in warm, nourishing herbal oil or milk.
“Seeing beauty in a flower could awaken humans…to the beauty that is an essential part of their own innermost being, their true nature…Without our fully recognizing it, flowers would become for us an expression in form of that which is the most high, most sacred, and ultimately formless within ourselves.
These pictures are from our summer Facials Workshop, which is offered each July at CCA.
There once was a man who lived on a farm with his son and his horse.
One day, the barn door was left open and the horse ran away. When the nearby villagers heard about it, they ran to the farm to tell the farmer how sorry they felt for him. “How will you work your farm without your horse?” they asked. The farmer simply shrugged and said “good, bad, who’s to say?”